
Wednesday Evening
Dear Mom + Dad,
I’m beginning to get disgusted with the mail. For if you wrote me Sunday I should have had it by today and yet it isn’t here. This is really worse than my mail was in California, it takes longer.
I received my classification today as I expected I was made a pilot. That was what I really wanted. I choose navigator as I was afraid of my physical. So now I’m classified as a pilot and I know where I stand. My next step is Pre Flight School. I don’t know when I’ll move out of here. I imagine it will be on the next shipment which should come up in a few weeks. I don’t mean by that I’ll move too far. I’m fairly certain I’ll move across the road to Kelly Field Pre Flight. That is where a good percentage of the boys from here go. There are a few shipments to other places but by far the majority is across the road. I guess I can count on being in San Antonio for a few months. After that I don’t know where I’ll go for primary training but I can worry about that when it comes.
I haven’t got much more to tell you. I can’t get in the mood to write letters anymore. I guess it is because I don’t have the time. Write me soon. I’ll write again tomorrow.
Love
Bob
Bob
P.S. Happy Thanksgiving! I don’t think we’ll even get a day off but I hope so. We won’t’ be able to go anywhere if we do so it doesn’t make much difference.
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